The girl’s face is enlarged on the big screen.

The cold white slender fingers are holding the helmet, and a ray of red is faintly visible on the wrist. Even through a distant lens, you can feel the tension of her whole body.

 The high-spiritedness unique to this age.

 At the starting track, after the crowd was quiet for a while, cheers suddenly sounded like a roiling heat wave.

Female riders are not common in the competition, and such strong female riders are even less common, especially the third type -

 She looks so good!

“Xu, that’s great!” Chaer’s dark brown eyes burst into intense color. He excitedly turned to look at Xu Nanjing beside him, “Oh, your sister is really amazing!”

 Char patted Xu Nanjing on the shoulder and laughed, "You Chinese people are so humble!"

 He used several exclamations in succession to express his surprise and satisfaction.

 The final two laps of racing are definitely a feast for motorcycle enthusiasts.

Xu Nanjing reacted, and he smiled back at Char, "As long as you like it."

 Her face was calm, but Xu Nanjing's heart was like a drop of water rolling into a frying pan.

“Of course,” Charles looked at the finish line, “Do you have time for your sister? I’d like to get to know her.”

"She," Xu Nanjing saw that Jiang Fuli was no longer here, apologized to Char, "she is in the third year of high school, it is not easy to find time to come here, and she has to go back to do the questions."

“It’s such a shame, Xu, let’s talk about cooperation.” Char’s enthusiasm continued.

The red car belonged to Chaer, and he took first place. Chaer was very satisfied, and even the cooperation Xu Nanjing wanted to put on the agenda.

The two returned to the VIP room. Behind them, Xiao Bingwen and Xiao Yilei looked at each other, and they both saw disbelief in each other's eyes, "Miss Bai, she..."

Xiao Yilei didn’t have any adjectives, and in the end he only used one word: “She is so fierce.”

Xiao Bingwen recalled the unruly eyes on the big screen and took a deep breath.

"But... this time we are a blessing in disguise," Xiao Yilei clenched his fist again and looked at Xiao Bingwen excitedly, "Third Young Master has won this cooperation!"

Guo Huai left, someone revealed this matter to Charles, and Charlie was dissatisfied, and then Bai Qian came out of the blue. The last two tracks showed classic cornering. With such superb technology, he was just behind the red car...

With these bonuses, Char was in high spirits and agreed to Xu Nanjing.

If Guo Huai had not left and everything had gone on in an orderly manner, Char would not have let go so quickly. It would have taken at least a month.

“After today, her status in Nan Jing’s heart may be higher than that of Xu Jinyi.” Xiao Bingwen said softly.

With Jiang Fuli here, he is very interested in Xu Nanjing, and he is also good at motorcycles, so he can handle Char...

 Xiao Bingwen thought that maybe it was no longer "possible".

Xu Jinyi, the "eldest lady" of Xingjiang District, may have to move out after Bai Qian entered Jiangjing.

not far away.

In the crowd, the squad leader of Class 8 also came to his senses. He poked Chen Zhu beside him, "Mr. Chen, is that...is that Bai Qian?"

It's just that he didn't dare to recognize the carefree face on the big screen.

 Chen Zhu looked at the big screen that had been turned into an advertisement and said nothing.

   **

 Bai Zian returned to the lounge here.

Jiang Fuli was already waiting for her at the door. After bending down, she was in a good mood. She took off the hair tie from the back of her head and reached out to him, "Where's the hairpin?"

Of course, you can’t use the hairpin when wearing a helmet, so Bai Qian asked Jiang Fuli to take off the hairpin.

Jiang Fuli still looked cool and cold, and the casual white clothes he wore made him look even more noble.

He held two wooden hairpins with his fingers, lowered his eyes, and motioned for Bai Zian to sit down.

Bai Zian sat on the sofa, and Jiang Fuli stood behind her, running his knuckled fingers through her black hair. He gathered up a bunch of black hair and wrapped it around her in a slow but orderly manner.

"Can you?" Bai Qian felt him fidgeting with her hair, and she leaned slightly on the sofa, hesitating.

"Yeah." Jiang Fuli lowered his eyes and responded casually. He tied half of his hair back. The first time it was a little awkward, but after the second time, he finally found some clues.

“I just finished reading it,” Jiang Fuli wrapped his black hair around the wooden hairpin. He moved gently and spoke softly, “The process was very cool.”

 His serious evaluation.

Bai Zian leaned lazily on the sofa and didn't rush him.

"But..." Jiang Fuli gently inserted the wooden hairpin into the seam of his hair. His hair was loose, but it was somehow entangled. He paused and picked up the second wooden hairpin, "It's very dangerous."

 He paused and then said three words.

Xu Nanjing knows how to race cars, but Jiang Fuli has never seen racing scenes. Today is the first time because of Bai Zian.

 The whole process is extremely dangerous.

Especially in the last two turns, Bai Qian’s desperate attitude made Jiang Fuli almost breathless, and everyone cheered.

 Jiang Fuli **** the second hairpin, and her loose hair seemed to be somewhat stable.

 But not as capable as she herself was.

He glanced at her, then slowly turned to her, squatted down slowly, and looked almost at eye level with her. There was always a coldness between his brows, but today it melted a little.

Jiang Fuli said softly: "Even if I have to ride a bicycle in the future, can I go a little slower?"

Those light-colored eyes were like glass beads, looking at her quietly, seriously and persistently.

 “Or I’ll tell your grandpa.” He added at the end.

Bai Qian: "...Okay."

“Get me a piece of paper and a pen,” Bai Qian urged Jiang Fuli, “I have some inspiration.”

 The moment between life and death gave Bai Qian an inspiration, and she wanted to remember it quickly.

When Xu Nanjing and Xiao Bingwen came back from their busy work, Bai Zian was writing something on a piece of paper. She was sitting by the window with her head lowered, and a lamp was on above her head.

“We’ll leave later.” Jiang Fuli glanced at Xu Nanjing and Xiao Bingwen.

Xu Nanjing walked over and took a look, "Aren't you leaving now?"

Bai Qian was drawing something, which should be numbers. Anyway, it was something Xu Nanjing had never seen before.

  Xiao Bingwen didn't dare to run around, he just stayed aside quietly. His attitude toward Bai Zian now was more respectful than before. What Bai Zian showed was enough to make people respect him.

“Wait until she finishes her work.” Jiang Fuli turned on the computer again, and the fluorescent light reflected his cold face.

 Without the guzheng, Bai Qian could only roughly jot down her inspirations.

   **

  Nine o'clock.

 Xiao Bingwen drove back.

  Bai Zian and Jiang Fuli were sitting in the spacious back seat. Yan Lu was expected to sing his next song. Only then did Bai Zian have the mood to open the app, and at the same time, the plug-ins on the screen were also activated.

 She opened the account at will.

 Monthly rankings from top to bottom—

  NO.1 Liang Wuyu 48800

  NO.2Xu Zhiyue 45112

 …

  NO16.Ningxiao 35587

 …

  NO.37 Song Min32589

 …

  NO.43 Tang Ming 30178

 …

  NO.261Bai Shaoqi22493

   …     NO.852 Bai Pick 0

Obviously there should have been an overwhelming number of private messages, but now they all disappeared.

　　　Bai Qian’s app returned to smoothness instantly after being stuck for a while.

She glanced at the points and reached out to click on this month's question bank. Each question in this month's question bank was worth 100 points. She didn't finish any questions, and the first question she came across was mathematics.

 Fill in the blanks and range of values.

 In the quadratic equation of one variable, abc is the triangle to find the value range of a+b-c.

Bai Zian glanced over and roughly knew what to do. She opened the sketchpad on her phone and started calculating.

From the driver's seat, Xiao Bingwen turned on the music. In the car, Yan Lu's voice sounded, and Bai Qian subconsciously raised his head.

From the passenger seat, Xu Nanjing was very active in all Bai Zian's actions. Seeing her raise her head, she immediately cheered up, "Sister Bai Zian, do you also know this song? This is the singer that Xiao Bingwen likes..."

“Yan Lu,” Xiao Bingwen looked at the rearview mirror and replied politely. Mentioning his favorite song, he added: “This song would be better played with the guzheng.”

Speaking of guzheng, Xu Nanjing remembered that Bai Xian could also do it. He smiled and said to Bai Xian, "Sister Bai Xian, he has a childhood sweetheart who learns guzheng from a famous teacher. Let him introduce him to you in a while."

 “Are you talking about Shuhe?” Xiao Bingwen mentioned this person, his eyebrows became gentler.

"That's her," Xu Nanjing said to Bai Xian, "There are many people learning guzheng in Jiangjing, and there are many good teachers. If you want to learn guzheng well..."

 He talks eloquently.

Bai Qian lowered his head, turned to the next question, and said honestly: "I am just interested in guzheng, and I have never thought about studying it seriously."

 She only loves to study now.

 Otherwise, why would Dean Jian feel that she had no choice but to return to Jiangjing?

"Learning guzheng well is also very useful," Xiao Bingwen continued, "Shuhe is very good, and the teacher also values ​​her very much. I heard that he will take her to see Mr. Chen."

Xu Nanjing shrugged. He was not very interested in guzheng, but he had heard of Liu Shuhe.

 Arrived at Qingshui Street.

 Jiang Fuli sent Bai Qian down.

Xu Nanjing looked at the low-rise houses on Qingshui Street and guessed that Jiang Fuli would not be back for a while. He got out of the car and leaned against the car door to smoke.

 Xiao Bingwen came down from the other end.

 The two of them talked about what happened today.

“Send some scarce materials to Academician Ma when the time comes,” Xiao Bingwen made a rough estimate and said to Xu Nanjing: “What do you think are the chances that he will agree to let Professor Huang become an honorary professor?”

 He hasn’t given up yet.

“Academician Ma doesn’t have enough materials to find Young Master Jiang, unless you come up with something that makes him excited,” Xu Nanjing flicked the ashes from his cigarette and shook his head, “If he is really so easy to get in touch with, he won’t be a breath of fresh air among academicians.”

 Do not join any force, just focus on research.

His own achievements, the medals he received... Even Mr. Chen was polite when he saw him.

"Guo Huai, what are you going to do?" Xiao Bingwen thought of business.

Xu Nanjing's eyes turned cold, "The news about my second uncle is so fast, I guess he will know the news about my negotiation with Charles soon tomorrow."

If he knew that some combination of circumstances had made him cooperate in advance...

   **

 Ji Heng’s yard.

Today, Saturday, Jiang He has been with Ji Heng. He swung his legs and watched Ji Heng draw pictures.

Seeing Bai Qian come back, Ji Heng looked at her hair and asked, "Why did you go? Your hair is a mess."

Bai Zian wanted to laugh a little, but held it back: "Run."

"There is a late night snack." Ji Heng knew that Bai Qian liked to exercise, so he just pointed at the pot and continued to draw with his head down.

Bai Qian went back to the room after taking the supper, took out the guzheng and white paper, and tinkered with tonight's inspiration.

This piece of music is also about to take shape.

 Different in style from the previous two pieces, this piece is positioned as a carnival feast. Because she was afraid of disturbing the neighbors, she played the strings very lightly and planned to refine it in the next two days.

 After roughly finishing changing the track, she picked up her phone and slowly did the exercises on the app.

No one knows that the number 852 picked up for free has turned into number 598 overnight.

   **

Monday.

 School is over in the afternoon.

 At the school gate.

 The Eighth Group also saw the white sparrow that stood out from the rest of the chickens.

 “What are you doing?” Bao Boyu, the classmate at the same table, put his schoolbag on his back and glanced at the monitor of Class 8.

The squad leader hesitated and lowered his voice slightly: "I want to go back to my old class to print out the study methods and materials for Bai Qian and Ning Xiao. Will you go?"

As soon as he said these words, Bao Boyu quickly looked at Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan in front of him, and finally said: "Are you really going?"

“Hmm.” The monitor remembered what he saw the night before and the school’s rankings: “As you know, all three of them scored 730.”

"Don't you think you can get thirty points in the exam in just three months?" Bao Boyu said in a low voice, "Can you be admitted to Beicheng University after seeing it? If you have this time, why don't you do it in front of Ren Wanxuan and Mr. Chen?" Good selling point.”

The two have similar grades, and are still far behind Beicheng University.

The squad leader paused and said, "What if, I went to print, are you really not going?"

Bao Boyu looked at him hopelessly. Bai Qian in the school seemed to have an inexplicable cohesion of faith: "I won't go."

 “Then I’ll go by myself.” The monitor left quietly.

 Forward.

Bai Zian held her mobile phone and scrolled through the screen to read the questions, and saw Xu Nanjing waiting outside.

 He was talking to people on his mobile phone while watching the flow of people.

The other end of the phone was Gao Yan, "You owe me a lot of this favor. Mr. Jiang didn't hit you, right?"

"Fortunately," Xu Nanjing touched her nose and smiled: "Anyway, you just need to know this. As for the rest, you can look at the arrangements and find me ten or eight tutors first."

Cha Er was indispensable for this. Gao Yan had originally wanted to accept Bai Qian as her goddaughter. When she heard the news, she just sighed, "She is your lucky star. Don't worry, I will take her position in the future." I’ve made a reservation for her, why don’t you ask her if she has the idea of ​​becoming my goddaughter?”

Xu Nanjing laughed, "I don't know."

As Bai Zian approached, she heard him talking to someone on the phone, but she didn't disturb him.

Xu Nanjing glanced at him.

I happened to see the familiar page on Baili’s mobile phone.

Xu Nanjing politely said to Gao Yan, "I'll call you later."

As he spoke, he hung up the phone and stared at Bai Zian's phone, "Sister Bai Zian, what is on your phone?"

"this?"

When someone asked, Bai Qian answered. She pointed her phone at Xu Nanjing, who happened to read a site message across the screen—

 Hello, your answer has been included as a standard answer! 】

My eyes felt uncomfortable a few days ago. I wanted to explain it yesterday, but I felt my eyes twitching and hurriedly went to bed. I only had time to say goodbye tomorrow. Let me explain to you today. I don’t know if anyone was waiting for the second update the day before yesterday (if so, I’m really sorry). See you guys tomorrow~